Sky-level Intermediate, Flowing Wind Sword Shadow

At dusk, Lu Ze and Qi Ming returned to the sect. After setting a time and place to meet the next day, they bid farewell at the sect's entrance.

Lu Ze returned to his modest room. As soon as he entered, he eagerly took out the jade slip for the Dragon Scale Steps and pressed it against his forehead.

In the jade slip's world, the middle-aged man appeared again, demonstrating the Dragon Scale Steps. However, the old man was not present.

Lu Ze immediately activated the Dragon Scale Steps technique, infusing the perfected Dragon Scale Steps into it.

"Good!"

In no time, an elderly laughter echoed, and the middle-aged man's figure vanished, transforming into that of an aged old man.

The old man laughed heartily, "Not bad! In less than a day, you have perfected the Dragon Scale Steps. Well done, my young disciple!"

"Now, I will pass on a set of sky-level sword art to you. Pay attention and memorize it well!"

"Flowing Wind Sword Shadow, sky-level lower-grade. Utilizing the wind as the sword, leaving no trace when the sword is unsheathed. Killing without a visible mark!"

After a while, a set of sky-level sword art was imprinted in Lu Ze's mind. This sword art had similarities with the Dragon Scale Steps but was much more profound.

Lu Ze, with excellent comprehension, quickly grasped and integrated the essence of the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow, understanding thirty percent of its sword intent.

"Go!"

He used his fingers as a sword within the room, swiping it across the ground. A powerful sword qi swept out from his fingertips, cutting into the ground.

In an instant, the sturdy bricks and stones produced a three-meter-long, finger-deep sword mark. This delighted Lu Ze tremendously because the force he used just now wasn't much, yet it caused such substantial damage.

If he exerted full force, even an Innate Realm Seventh Stage expert might not be his match.

"Young man, I have passed on my most cherished skill to you. I hope you won't disgrace it!"

In the jade slip's world, the old man emitted a light sigh, and his illusory figure turned into scattered starlight, disappearing without a trace.

"Farewell, Senior. I won't let you down!"

Lu Ze, observing the situation, spoke with a serious expression on his face.

Subsequently, he sat cross-legged on the bed, fully immersing himself in practicing the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow. Although he had comprehended thirty percent of the sword intent of the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow, turning it into a true skill required opening up the 999,999 meridians within his body.

The difficulty was far beyond ordinary!

However, Lu Ze understood very well that the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow was a sky-level intermediate-grade martial technique. This kind of martial technique, to some extent, transcended the category of ordinary techniques, worthy of being called divine skills. Even colossal sects like the Qiantian Sect treated it as a treasured technique, and even true disciples were forbidden to peruse it.

For Lu Ze to obtain such a divine skill, it could be said that he had hit the jackpot.

Time passed moment by moment.

In the blink of an eye, a night had gone by.

The next day arrived, with the morning sun rising, casting a hint of pale light in the sky. Lu Ze, who had been meditating throughout the night, suddenly unleashed an immensely powerful sword intent within his body.

In an instant, a fierce wind spiraled out from the center of his small room, covering a hundred meters in diameter. The wind, fast and swift, shattered everything in its path. Even the stones on the ground were split in two. If any disciple were to approach, they would likely be severely injured, or even bleed on the spot.

Fortunately, since Lu Ze killed the white-robed maid yesterday, all the outer disciples regarded him as a harbinger of bad luck and kept their distance.

Soon after, the violent wind around Lu Ze subsided.

Inside the room, Lu Ze opened his eyes. His gaze was clear and sharp, mirror-like, resembling a sword, making it difficult for others to look directly.

"I didn't expect that in just one night, I would be able to open up all the meridians in my body and complete the cultivation of the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow..."

"The Eternal Creation Scripture is really too heaven-defying, isn't it?"

After finishing the cultivation, Lu Ze, with a face full of astonishment, looked at his palms. At this moment, a faint breeze was swirling around them. Though the breeze was weak, it had a sharpness like a sword, as if it could cut through everything.

This was the power one could control only after mastering the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow—to transform wind into a sword, killing without leaving a trace.

Lu Ze originally thought that practicing the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow would take a long time.

But he had only spent one night, and he smoothly opened up all the meridians needed for the Flowing Wind Sword Shadow, successfully mastering its cultivation. This result far exceeded his expectations, and it was all thanks to the Eternal Creation Scripture.

At this moment, he became even more curious about the origin of the Eternal Creation Scripture. Unfortunately, the old man in his mind was already in a dormant state and couldn't provide answers.

"Forget it, let's not think about it for now. I should go and exchange for a new high-grade profound-level martial technique. I still need to meet up with Qi Ming later!"

Shaking his head, Lu Ze cleared his mind of distractions and walked out of the room. Soon, he arrived at the Law Pavilion, handing the Dragon Scale Steps jade slip to the elder in gray robes.

"Elder, as agreed, I'm here to exchange for a new martial technique!"

The elder in gray robes looked at him in surprise. "It's only been a day, and you're giving up?"

"Yes, my talent is not enough. I'll exchange for a new one," Lu Ze replied with a smile, knowing that the old man thought he had failed in his cultivation. Lu Ze didn't bother to refute and simply nodded.

"Hahaha, you're quite clever, knowing when to make choices. However, you can't pick another jade slip from the Law Pavilion. I'll give you a fist technique instead!"

The elder in gray robes, pleased with Lu Ze's straightforwardness, handed him a new jade slip with a profound-level martial technique—Heavenly Martial Breaking Demon Fist.

"Thank you, Elder!"

Lu Ze happily accepted it. Afterward, he bid farewell to the elder in gray robes and went to find Qi Ming.

"Strange, why do I feel like I can't see through that kid's aura anymore?"

The elder in gray robes frowned as he watched Lu Ze's figure, and his aged eyes flickered with a keen light, attempting to discern Lu Ze's true cultivation. However, Lu Ze seemed to be surrounded by a thin mist, making it impossible for even the elder to gauge his depth.

"That's great, Senior Brother, you're here!"

Shortly after, Lu Ze arrived at the Qiantian Sect's mountain gate, where Qi Ming had been waiting. Upon seeing Lu Ze approaching, Qi Ming greeted him joyfully.

Qi Ming was of a similar age to Lu Ze but was a head shorter. His face retained a refined charm, and his pure smile couldn't help but evoke a sense of goodwill from anyone who looked at him.

"Sorry for making you wait, Junior Brother!"

Lu Ze looked at Qi Ming's innocent and pure smile, and a smile appeared on his face as well.

"It hasn't been long since I arrived. By the way, Senior Brother, this is for you!"

Qi Ming scratched his head, then took out a cold blade from his storage ring and handed it to Lu Ze.

The entire blade was icy and crystal clear, with a conical blade emitting a cold brilliance. It was evidently a fine weapon.

"A second-grade spiritual weapon?"

Lu Ze took the cold blade, instantly recognizing its quality. He was surprised and looked at the young man in front of him, saying, "Junior Brother Qi Ming, what's the meaning of this?"

A second-grade spiritual weapon had considerable value within the Qiantian Sect, requiring a thousand spiritual stones to acquire! Lu Ze knew that Qi Ming held a significant status and was from a wealthy family. Still, he couldn't help feeling uneasy about accepting such a valuable item.

"Senior Brother, just take it. My third grandfather asked me to give it to you, saying that you made significant contributions in protecting me. It's for your personal use."

Qi Ming chuckled.

"This is so precious!"

Lu Ze hesitated for a moment.

"What's too precious about it? My third grandfather's house is filled with weapons like this. Originally, I wanted him to give you a fifth-grade spiritual weapon, but he refused and insisted on giving you this one!"

Qi Ming muttered.

"Well, since that's the case, then I'll accept it!"

Hearing this, Lu Ze realized that Qi Ming had persistently requested this for him. He couldn't help but smile wryly and accepted the cold blade.

"Alright, Senior Brother, let's go. It's time to start the mission!"

Seeing this, Qi Ming smiled happily, grabbing Lu Ze's arm and heading towards the gate.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

However, they hadn't taken many steps when sharp breaking sounds suddenly echoed. In the blink of an eye, a group of people appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

These newcomers were all young, wearing luxurious robes, and exuded an air of arrogance. The leading young man, after sizing up Lu Ze, sneered at Qi Ming.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Qi Ming, I thought you had found some powerful help!"

"It turns out to be a waste. Aren't you afraid of being deceived by him?"